Cinderon had hardly cried. while he cleaned and cooked and fried. His life was terrible, his bosses very bad. All in dared was to look so sad. His father was…
Shelja Alawadhi
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If maths runs the earth, I prefer living on Mars; The teacher’s pen destroys my paper, with nasty sad scars Ratios and proportion, what ’bout my concentration?’ sets and integers,…
Shelja Alawadhi
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Through the clear glass panel in front, splashed with stray raindrops now and then wiped carelessly away by arms of rubber, I can see … The long, black path before…
Shelja Alawadhi
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One day in June, I was playing in the fields with some of my friends as usual. It was a fine summer day, the sky was clear and everything looked…
Shelja Alawadhi
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The day dawns. I get up. Beautiful day. The sun is peeping through the clouds. Nice day to cycle, to sit out and eat. I keep enjoying the scenery when…
Shelja Alawadhi
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It was not too long ago when my mom left me. She took my sister with her. We took her and my sister to the Cincinnati Airport, and Poof! Just…
Shelja Alawadhi
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It was early, early in the morning. Few people were around the platform as I got into my train. I found an empty compartment and put away my suitcase. The…
Shelja Alawadhi
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It was the golden wedding anniversary of my grandparents. We were going to celebrate it in their huge house. Some of my cousins and decided to meet at the role…
Shelja Alawadhi
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I heard someone calling my name one day, My imagination or really I can not say. It was the voice of a painful soul, The voice was from far, and…
Shelja Alawadhi
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The train for Mumbai (Bombay) will be late by five hours due to some technical problems. Inconvenience caused is regretted,” blared the message on the Public Announcement System.” I was…